The bomb that Tong Ji suddenly threw was a bit too big, and there was a buzzing in Huaishi's mind, and there was no response after a long time.

Listening to her playful tone and description alone, it is not difficult to imagine a group of crazy people who want to go further and push the entire reality to the edge of the cliff.

But knowing so much and experiencing so much for so long, how can Huai Shi not understand the difficulties and pains involved.

Being a tool person is painful, and being a tool person is even more painful.

In particular, he has a choice. He knew what he was carrying, and he chose to bear it in order not to disappoint those who believed in him.

To be happy for myself and more people.

He felt that this was a meaningful thing.

But how can the existence of a refrigerator, a color TV, a microwave and a refrigerator resist their fate?

Born by destiny, and die by destiny.

Can only be said to be pathetic.

One thousand years of life and endless authority do not belong to one's own. No matter how tyrannical the human side is, it is difficult to resist the prophecies of the end.

Everything has an end.

People will die, the vegetation will wither, the gods will fall, and even in the present world, there will be a day when life will be exhausted and fall into the abyss. The three goddesses who had foreseen all of this fate had already turned into dead bones, and the dust was buried in the darkness with their woven spider silk.

Who can't resist fate?

Isn't it the reason for the tool man like the sublimator, the skill like alchemy, and even the miracles of this world?

But the result was a collective sinking, all resistance was returned to nothingness, and only the screams and howls of the fall reverberating in hell...

This is destined to be a tragedy.

Although there are many doubts and questions in it, but for a time, the multitudinous thoughts continue to emerge from his mind, and Huai Shi has no way to ask.

The problem can only be suppressed first and put aside.

It took a long time to calm down.

Started to think again about the next strategy.

With these four points of divinity provided by the temple, the funds that were originally stretched were a lot more abundant at once, but Huai Shi has not rushed to exchange herself in the ghost period.

Five Pages synthesize an axe of anger. On the one hand, the source is insufficient and the background is empty. On the other hand, because the existence of the incarnation of anger is too large, only five souls can support its structure.

According to Huai Shi's estimation, if you want to condense the incarnation of the gun of compassion, you may need about three ghosts of yourself.

With the combat power of Huai Shi once hitting Tier 3, the price of the three-point divinity can be called good quality and low price.

But the six-point divinity is still not enough, and another one needs to be accumulated.

Another round is the most ideal choice, but the reality may not be so ideal. In case of a round of Publius or Garland, wouldn’t it be bad?

Not to mention the two of them, I am afraid they will be numb when encountering Hedihuai poems. Qiqi novel first published on the whole network

It's been three rounds. With the ability of the former Helios chief, I don't know how many versions of the abnormal spirit he has been iterating. The incarnation of anger may not be possible.

Moreover, even if the destructive power of the incarnation of anger exceeds one's expectations, and is even more exaggerated than the limit of one's imagination, there are still flaws.

It has only one.

To be precise, there is only one axe, self-discipline to cut people.

The tactics are too monotonous.

This is Helios. Alchemists who can still live and dance are not ordinary people. They have completely different inheritance and origins, and they have brought too many changes. If you don't pay attention, they will fall. Into the gutter.

Therefore, this round must first spend divinity to make up for one's own shortcomings.

If you want to stabilize your own situation in the ever-changing battle, you can't rely on a trick that is freshly eaten, but must develop in an all-round way.

In this case, the scope of consideration is very small.

Huai Shi flipped through his exchange list, carefully thinking about each item, and began to eliminate one by one by the method of elimination.

Before you know it, time passes.

Just when Huai Shi was dizzy and couldn't help but sighed, she suddenly felt that something fluffy had jumped on her pants and climbed up.

It's fish balls.

The white mouse widened his eyes and muttered a few times, still holding a small rice ball in his hand.

The aroma of thick soup was in the air.

The skeleton's call came from the workshop behind: "Agou, eat!"

Huai Shi couldn't help rolling his eyes: "I have said it, it is Huai Shi and not a dog!"

"Come on, you guys are really complicated."

Skeleton sat on his trolley and came out with two bottles excitedly: "Guess how to find it? I have found my little three-wheeler! And my wine!"

Huai Shi was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't expect that Skull had this ability.

Also, the contestants have to stay in their own area, and the audience is not allowed to go. Of course, where they want to go, especially now Helios is much safer.

Huai Shi smelled the past and discovered that most of the scallop of pork was actually stewed tonight, and all kinds of messy things were surging in the pure white soup.

I don't know if it was the wool that he had gathered from which laboratory in Helios.

But after seeing **** cooking, he was a cook who cared about this. He immediately took a spoon and tasted it. The soup was incredibly mellow, with a spicy taste and a strong fragrance.

Could not help but move the index finger.

Skeleton happily poured amber liquor into the croissant cup, handed it a cup, picked up his own cup, and touched Huaishi boldly.

"Cheers!"

After all, he drank it and poured it all on his skeleton.

The Huai poem was speechless for a while.

It is hard to imagine, if this is the nature of Publius, how the once bold and friendly Grand Master would have come to the cruelty of sacrificing everyone.

But that's the end of the matter, Huaishi had already separated Skull and Publius and didn't think too much.

Drink a toast now.

For a moment, his eyes widened.

The amber-colored wine was so sweet that people almost swallowed their tongues, like dancing honey flowing into and throat, making people instantly refreshed.哽噺繓赽奇奇 Novels|w~w~

And as the slightly drunk spirits surged up, he involuntarily showed a relaxed and happy smile.

In an instant, those heavy shadows and dignified battles were all left behind by him.

Forgetting all the troubles, he waved his fork first.

Eat to eat!

Under the light of candlelight, he talked and laughed with the skeleton, feasting.

So the feast of only two people and a mouse began.

So pleasant.

Time seemed to have slowed down, slowed down, and stopped under the firelight here.

In the distance, beside the throne of the sun-forge.

Tong Ji's figure quietly emerged.

She leaned on the seat, resting her chin, and silently looked at the cheerful figure, then smiled silently.

Watching quietly.

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After satiated and satiated, Huai Shi had that dream again.

The world in the dream is still barren, the world is bleak, and the birds and beasts are silent.

Only the haggard man supported his horse, wandering between the world, confiding over and over again and begging over and over again, and finally came to Huai Shi again.

Hoarse pleading.

"Please, mourn for him..."

Huai Shi smiled.

No, it's not Huai Shi.

It was the body in which Huai Shi was, the perspective that Huai Shi saw... the real master of this dream smiled.

Looking at the humble appearance of the comer.

Did not speak.

Just teasing, mocking, indifferent, cruel, chuckle.

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When Huai Shi wakes up again from her dream, the countdown has once again reached its end.

The mighty bell rang.

The radiance of divinity falls down from the sun wheel.

In front of Huai Shi, the fog suddenly broke, and a four-sided obelisk full of cuneiform writing slowly emerged and rose. After thousands of years of inheritance, the afterglow and blessings of the gods still remain here.

Above the obelisk, there was only a high-back chair on the platform that looked like an inverted pyramid. The old lady on the chair raised her eyes and looked at Huai Shi.

The height is even faintly beyond Huai Shi's line.

The alchemist from Egypt and the priestess of the cat god, Mrs. Ima.

Her expression was serious and dignified, but she didn't have any malice or mockery.

Seriously looked at Huai Shi.

"Mr. Huaishi, admiration for a long time."

Ima took the lead and said, "Before I start, I have a proposal."

Huai poem was startled when he heard the words, and then nodded: "Please speak."

And Ima, looking down at the plot below Huai Shi, said frankly: "I want to get your temple. If you are willing to lose this round to me, I am willing to give me two The plot is used as compensation, and will give you the secret of alchemy unique to Egypt.

With my signature, you can go to the temple of Thoth to receive it at any time without any hindrance. If I can go back alive, His Majesty Buster’s temple will be your forever solid ally~lightnovelpub.net~ This is my vow to the gods and will never violate it. "

As she said, she raised her hand, and the cat god's badge flashed away in her palm.

Huai Shi couldn't help frowning.

I don't know what she is plotting. Especially when Huai Shi looked down and saw that she actually had three plots of land. Obviously a piece was swapped from other people's hands.

There is a temple in it, and Ima has never exchanged it. But the remaining two pieces are also rare and rich land.

One is a complete workshop on Helios, with well-preserved internals, properly sealed off, and even a weapon production line. There is another piece, impressively engraved with a huge secret instrument. Although I don't know the effect of it, I can feel the majestic coercion faintly transmitted.

Even if it cannot provide the value of divinity, it must have its irreplaceable role.

Two yuan for one, Huai Shi has a profit.

But the question is, can short-term losses be made up in the long-term? Why does Huaishi have to change?

Huai Shi pondered for a moment, and shook his head straightforwardly.

"With all due respect, I don't really want to consider this proposal."

He said, "Can you tell me why?"

"...I need divinity."

After a short silence, Ima sighed, "Many divine nature."

She raised her hand and unbuttoned the heavy sacrificial robe.

The old woman is already seventy years old, and there is really no happiness at all, but what is even more frightening is that the skin under her neck has long been replaced by layers of earthy-yellow bandages, as if the skin was cracked. same.

But there was a steady stream of black blood seeping out from it.

Pale beast hair stretched out from it, clinging to strands of dirty posture, which made it hard to look straight.

"Divine distortion?"

Huai Shi was stunned and lost his voice.